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I See You On My Darkest Nights

tulips-

My heart is heavy,

The air is still, in it the scent of the English ivy.

I cannot sleep, my mind’s a frenzy,

I know not what ‘morrow shall bring,

In the dark recesses, lies a secret untold,

Threatening to break free, the past unfold,

I feel a flutter, a brewing unease,

I toss, I turn, I freeze.

Not a sign of life or calming breeze,

Weariness creeps, it stifles, I cannot breathe,

A drunken stupor , trance. ‘Peace’- must I lease?

My eye-lids close, my troubles cease…

 

Sweeping fields before me lie; tulips- violet, burgundy, cream and white,

Amidst them, yellow silks, red bindi, your face soft; a heavenly sight

Stray tendrils, caress your cheek; calm me down; gentle sea-breeze in the night,

Kohl lined ebony eyes smile, “Its going to be alright.”

Stay! Don’t leave… my eyes shut tight

Alas! it’s gone…takes you too… the morning light

Golden rays echo your words; a bright new morn,

Blue skies, green grass, the flowers and birds; my woes begone,

A dreamer I ne’er was before, but now I am,

E’er since you’ve been gone.

Dreams bring you to life-

But… only on nights when my mind is in strife.

Winner of the Asian Literary Society Poetry Contest#12, 12052018

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  1. Your poem evoked a few drops of tears that I noticed only at the very end. I am not sure what to say, but I understand or do I? May be I just cannot imagine how deep it can be but those lines say them loud and clear. I know not words that can help make you feel better but just glad that she is alive in your mind.

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    • All I can say is my words were understood perfectly. ALS did not choose a winner for this topic because there was a tie and the poem was given the certificate of Excellence and it was chosen on Mother’s Day. What a coincidence don’t you think. Pranitha, you are a very good judge of poetry, even if you don’t write as much poetry…And yes, she is totally alive in my mind. At the time of this poetry, I had had enough of her being in my mind and wished so much she’d come out:)

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